Great Capital.
A copper pot, the charcoal fire blazing.
The dark red viscous liquid inside was boiling and bouncing.
A pair of ivory chopsticks reached in, stirred a few rounds, picked up a slice of dark red meat, lightly smelled it, then dipped it in some dry chili powder, and sent it into his mouth.
"Hmm... not bad, who seasoned this pork blood stew? It's good!" Yue Dewen laughed contentedly while patting his belly.
"You're quite impressive now, aren't you?" Sitting opposite him was an elder in black armor, who had been with him all along.
The elder wasn't eating hotpot, just casually sitting cross-legged.
Their surroundings were guarded, cold and solemn.
Only the copper pot in the middle was emanating steam.
"Look at the situation now, doesn't it resemble the current world?" Yue Dewen laughed, pointing at the hotpot.
"Heart of a wolf and lungs of a dog, I ate wolf's heart recently, today I'll try dog lungs. Sliced up, I must say, the taste is indeed good."
